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Chapter 107 Leng Min

When the villagers saw that their daughter-in-law was about to be taken away, they were naturally unhappy. They picked up everything and said they didn't agree with anything.

"Why? This is the daughter-in-law I paid to marry. Why do you take her away?"

"That's right, even if you are wearing these clothes, you can't do this!"

"That's right, that's right!"

The comrade on patrol frowned and spoke to educate people on the law: "According to Chinese law, human trafficking and purchasing human beings are the same crime.

You have already violated the law, don't make the same mistake again and again."

"Law, bullshit law. In the village, we are the law. Let my wife come down quickly."

"Let him go, or you'll be rude."

They all have the same idea. What is illegal or illegal cannot be broken just because you say it is illegal.

"Let them go, let them go!"

"Let them go, let them go!"

The villagers held hoes, sickles, and shovels in their hands and pointed them at the patrolmen.

This matter is very difficult to handle. A whole village is full of legal illiterates who don’t understand the law. If the matter gets serious, it will not end well!

The patrol captain fired a warning shot, hoping to have a deterrent effect.

The villagers were stunned for a moment, and then the leader spoke up.

"Who are you trying to scare with a broken... broken pistol? Come on, come on, shoot here?" The villager spoke rather bluntly, pointing to his chest.

He even leaned forward, convinced that the patrolman would not dare to mess around.

"You can only get a higher degree of punishment for being like this. Obstructing official duties is also illegal, gathering a crowd to cause trouble, and even threatening public officials." The patrolman's face was extremely dark. After so many years in the 21st century, what kind of storms have we not seen?

This kind of thing would happen in a small village.

"Threat, haha, this is not a threat." The man was really shocked.

"Stop it all!"

A voice came from far away and came close.

He didn't care when he ran over. He even lost one of his shoes and didn't pay attention.

"Village chief, you have to make the decision for us!

These bastards want to take away our daughter-in-law, why should we take her home with real money?"

"That's right, village chief, you have to make the decision for us."

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........................::::::::::"Quiet, all of you, your daughters-in-law...your daughters-in-law

, did they all marry you voluntarily?

Don't hinder the patrol comrades from performing their official duties, otherwise you will have to deal with it yourself." As soon as the village chief took action, the atmosphere at the scene was strange and terrifying.

There was a moment of silence, you could hear a needle drop, and the villagers who spent money to buy back their daughter-in-law looked at each other in shock.

"Comrade patrol, take these girls away, they won't stop you." The village chief smiled, a bit playfully.

The trafficked women were taken away, and their entire lives were ruined. Even if they returned to their families, who would care about them.

After the patrolman left, the village chief pointed at the villagers and yelled: "Do you want to kill me and the whole village?

Can you use your brain when doing things?

It’s really... it’s really... it’s really a bunch of pig brains.”

The village chief became angrier as he talked, flicked his sleeves, and left angrily.

The villagers did not dare to express their anger. After all, the village chief was the local emperor, and he had the power to control the life and death of their group.

Life in the village is difficult, and the village chief controls some of the resources. He says that the land belongs to whomever it belongs to.

Most of the subsidies given by the government are in the hands of the village chief, and they will be given to the families they say they should be given to.

The villagers left and the scene was quiet until evening, with very little smoke rising.

Until the radio sounded: "Today's matter is over like this. If the wife is gone, you can still marry through a matchmaker. If someone gets married, your whole life will be ruined."

I have already begged for mercy from above, so I will not worry about it for the time being. Remember, it is only for the time being.

Okay, it’s time to eat!”

The villagers heard the radio and started cooking.

Bai Ze stayed in the only two-story foreign-style building in the village.

After the village chief finished broadcasting, his face was extremely dark: "Damn it, which bastard reported it to the government?

To deprive a person of his wealth is like killing his parents."

The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. Village chief Wang Dabiao sat on the sofa and opened a bottle of liquor, drinking peanuts, one cup after another.

While drinking, he would curse a few words from time to time.

"Honey, it's time to go to bed." A young woman with a graceful figure wearing silk pajamas sat on the sofa.

"Guangguangguan, the big man has something on his mind. Women should not interfere." The village chief was still angry and ignored his little wife.

The girl in pajamas didn't say anything, and just walked back to the bedroom without any character.

Seeing his wife entering the house, the village chief looked at the wine and suddenly lost interest.

When I first got married, I was skinny. After a few years, I became graceful and luxurious, and my sex life was as good as an execution ground.

The village chief is in his 40s and close to fifty, while the young woman looks to be in her twenties.

Putting down the wine glass, the village chief closed his eyes.

Suddenly I heard the howling wind outside, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

I got up and prepared to close the window. It was very windy and cold.

As soon as I came to the window, I saw a white face.

The village chief wondered if he was suffering from dazzled eyesight after drinking too much alcohol.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again. Suddenly he broke out in a cold sweat. He stepped back and stumbled to the ground.

Not only that, there was a bloodless face and many floating babies.

The babies are still in their infancy. These are girls abandoned by the villagers.

Among them were his own flesh and blood that he threw into the river.

The whole village felt like hell had descended, countless babies, as well as girls who had been abducted and died tragically in the village, appeared in every house.

The villagers are like village chiefs who dare not express their anger.

The baby crawled closer slowly, wearing a strange smile.

While crawling, he shouted: "Why did you abandon me? Why... ugh... ugh..."

The villagers had been frightened so much that they had lost all their courage, and their faces were expressionless, without any joy, anger or joy.

The daring ones thought it was a show of force, so they picked up something and threw it at the baby. However, the baby was so flexible that it ducked forward and bit the brave villager's neck.

A girl who was bullied and died out of hatred naturally didn't care about the severity of her attacks. As long as she couldn't be beaten to death, she would do it to death.

Lingyu looked at this scene calmly, as if he did something wrong, he would be punished.

This village has been completely pulled into the ghost realm, and all the souls are false, which is what the villagers fear the most.

Just because the soul is false does not mean that pain is false.

The pain felt by the villagers goes straight to the depths of their souls.

Liu Shufen looked at Li Sinuo's soul and trembled.

For a moment, Liu Shufen felt that her whole body was bound by iron chains, and the pole was pulling on her body, which was extremely painful.

This kind of pain, pain in the bone marrow, made Liu Shufen particularly uncomfortable.

I wanted to shout loudly, but found that I couldn't.

The evil dragon will eventually become more silent than loud. Experience the journey of the boy who slayed the dragon.

When Wang Manliang saw Li Sinuo's soul, he knelt down on the ground and repented.

In order to better get Li Sinuo, I once said some things that Li Sinuo wanted to hear most.

When he got Li Sinuo for the first time, Wang Manliang found that he was attracted to this woman, and he thought about occupying her for a long time day and night.

So he made a promise to Li Sinuo that as long as he did something conciliatory, sooner or later he would help her leave and get out of the abyss.

Li Sinuo died in the darkness before the light came.

Although it was only a possibility that the difficult-to-deliver baby girl might be his, Li Sinuo didn't know the truth.

The entire village was in a ghostly state until dawn.

After dawn, the villagers looked at each other across the fence from their neighbors.

Look at each other's expressions and ask questions.

After some exchanges, I discovered that a similar incident occurred last night.

Bai Ze, Ling Yu and his party have left. It is still unclear whether the village can change. After all, once the evil of human nature revives, conscience will be buried.

Returning to the tavern, I found a young man sitting in the tavern.

Bai Ze lamented that the work was so intensive every day, and there was no time to stop.

"Brother, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's have a bowl of clear noodle soup!" the young man said, and then continued to say nothing.

"Okay!" Bai Ze turned around to get ready, thinking in his mind that it would be a pity to pass away at such a young age.

The noodles are done and placed on the table.

The young man ate it in his mouth, with endless sadness in his eyes.

After finishing the noodles, Bai Ze pushed the ecstasy wine over: "There are endless stories in life, and unspeakable sorrows. You have stories, and I have wine. Drink this glass of wine and tell your story and life path."

Don’t leave in vain.”

"Brother, this...this...it's a bit hard to say, can you not say it?" The man looked a little weird, his face was red with a hint of unspeakable.

"If you don't want to say it, just drink this glass of wine." Bai Ze was curious as to what story this man had. His expression was very weird!

When a man drinks wine, he feels different again, and there are some words in his throat that he doesn't want to spit out.

The man's name is Wen Zhigang. Although he is in his early twenties, he is a big pig farmer in Liangliang Village, Dage.

After graduating from junior high school, I wandered around the world for a few years. I always felt that working for others was in vain.

After working for several years, I had some savings and returned to the village to look for opportunities to make a fortune.

Although greenhouse farming is highly profitable, it also depends on the market conditions. There are already many greenhouse farmers in the village. Although the profits are good, it also depends on how much you pay.

The cost and benefit are 1:3, and you may even face losses.

In the breeding industry, raising chickens is definitely not possible. In the past few years, my family raised 30,000 laying hens, but once the bird flu hit them, they were wiped out.

From then on I was not very optimistic about raising chickens.

While I was thinking about it, my friend called me.

Wen Zhigang saw that it was a friend he hadn't seen for many days, and he happily picked up the phone.

My friend complained bitterly on the phone, saying that since I came to the pig farm, I have lost all the worldly connections. Under the closed farm system, it is stipulated that I can only go out once every two months and take a ten-day break at a time.

My sweetheart got married, but I couldn't catch up with my vacation time and couldn't go out. The relationship was fading.

(Friends: Southeast Shanxi dialect, friends are making fun of each other, they are close friends!)

My friend also said that Grandma Zhente is unlucky. Something has happened to her pigs recently, and she has been isolated in the pig house, which greatly increases her workload.

I couldn't eat well or sleep well, and the weather was still cold, so I had to sleep in the aisle of the pig house.

There are 480 pregnant pigs in three units, and no one wants them for 500 yuan each.

I am afraid that if the pig has a pregnancy problem, the piglets will be born with something wrong.

Having said this, Wen Zhigang's eyes lit up.

Life is no less than a game of gambling, one will make you poor and the other will make you rich. A great opportunity is in front of you, but you can't be tempted by it.

A pregnant pig costs 500 yuan, which is a great business opportunity.

I confided my thoughts to my friend, who tried every means to persuade me: "Gangzi, you have to think carefully. Accepting these pigs is no less than a gamble.

It’s possible that healthy piglets will be born, or it’s possible that the pregnant pigs will be dead before they reach the place where you raise pigs.”

"Don't worry, I've thought about it and told your factory director that I want 200 pigs here. Please contact us and let us know by phone when the market changes again." Wen Zhigang was determined and decided on this batch of pigs.

Seeing that Wen Zhigang was so determined, his friend stopped trying to persuade him. He was still too young!

Wen Zhigang worked hard to select a breeding site, and abandoned greenhouses became the first choice.

Spend money to rent it and transform it into a pigsty overnight.

A pig pen contains 10 pigs, and 20 pigs are just right.

By the time the project was completed, a pregnant pig had already cost 300 yuan a head.

Wen Zhigang said with a smile, he saved 40,000 yuan this week.

And it has reached a critical point over there, and this is simply a tear sale.

After the agreement with the pig farm was completed, Wen Zhigang was in high spirits.

The pig farm arranged a car and headed towards the big pig house.

The pregnant pigs one after another made Wen Zhigang smile.

Although there was some loss on the road, compared with the rest, it was still an affordable loss.

When bran is fed to pigs, the maximum amount of feed per pig is eight kilograms and the minimum is five kilograms.

There was only one month left until delivery, and old sows were having miscarriages and dying every day. Wen Zhigang's heart was bleeding.

In just one month, there were only 100 pigs left.

Fortunately, the remaining pigs are in good health and can survive until farrowing.

When the little piglets were delivered one after another, Wen Zhigang let out a sigh of relief. If he didn't give birth again, he would not be able to afford the loss.

I got the operation guide on raising pigs from a friend, and it turned out that there is nothing wrong with it. If you don't take care of it, more pigs will die.

Every time a litter of piglets is born, Wen Zhigang will be locked up in another large shed. After all, the milk of the problem pigs is not safe.

The piglets are uniformly fed with milk powder in the feed trough. The sow's milk cannot be eaten, so milk powder is the best choice.

Use milk powder to raise piglets until they are 25 days old and then wean them.

Arrangements are made for the sale of piglets. If there are 100 pigs, one will be killed and ten will be born, and some will die suddenly after being crushed. That is also a considerable income.


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